Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 201 Life and death, for Weifu's own use (please collect, please subscribe)
The night was as black as black, and there were gusts of sword wind blowing and whistling in the bamboo forest, combined with the sound of sword energy cutting through the human body and screaming before dying, it was like a ghost crying.

In Bai Hongju's eyes, Zhou Jianxiong, the leader of those thieves, was aggressive and bloodthirsty by nature, and he was extremely ferocious, but in fact, if he was really powerful enough, he would have already gone to the depths of the southern wasteland to kill monsters, snatch spirit veins, and build his own cave. How could a mob gather together to embarrass the Bai family?

It has to wait until the death of the mistress of the Bai family and the serious loss of the family's elite.

The southern wilderness is barren, but in fact there is no shortage of cultivation resources, as long as the monk dares to enter the depths of the wilderness and compete for food from the mouths of monsters.

If they dare not take the risk of going deep into the Southern Wilderness Mountains, monks can only rob and rob in order to obtain cultivation resources. Those like the Bai family who once had a certain strength and have been entrenched for many years but suddenly weakened are excellent looting targets.

Wrapped in scarlet sword aura, Zhang Lie's body was suspended in the mid-air, controlling the firefox banner to kill rampantly, and the sword aura transformed by the third-order top-grade magic weapon was domineering, full of destructive nature and destructive power.

This level of attack intensity is simply irresistible to the dozens of monks in the Qi training state below. The flying sword is smashed when it meets the flying sword, and the magic weapon is shattered to defend the magic weapon. Head down.

Zhou Jianxiong, who had the highest cultivation base and the strongest strength, sacrificed his third-order middle-grade flying ax weapon to block the sword at the very beginning, and the next moment, the flying ax magic weapon was cut and separated obliquely.

If Zhou Jianxiong hadn't practiced his life-saving escaping technique well, this sword would have killed him directly.But even so, the left arm was still thrown away when the scarlet sword qi swept across.

At this moment, Zhou Jianxiong was clutching his severed arm that was smelling of roasting, and was running away with sweat dripping down his face.

"So strong! This evil star is so strong! But he doesn't care about it and kills rampantly. Isn't he afraid of the imminent catastrophe in the future?"

"This guy is... a sword cultivator?"

Zhou Jianxiong still got some inheritance from his master, for example, he got the knowledge of sword repair from his master:
Hardworking and self-disciplined, independent, powerful, and... bloodthirsty!

Since the strength of the sword cultivator's robbery has always been very high, the temperament of the sword cultivator is often the most violent.

Even demon cultivators often have some unorthodox means of accumulating meritorious deeds in order to deceive the will of heaven and reduce the punishment of heaven and robbery, but the real ancient sword cultivators rarely do this, because the strong live the weak and die, and one swing of the sword can only advance but not retreat.

"Got you!"

At this moment, as the other monks around him gradually fell to death, there were less and less people who could provide cover for Zhou Jianxiong.

Clang.

As soon as the sword energy scattered from all sides, the surrounding bamboos and trees were cut off and fell to the ground, just trapping Zhou Jianxiong in the middle.

Standing in mid-air, Zhang Lie stretched out his hand to press, and a sharp sword energy was purified and transformed by the sword streamer, like a wave of waves.

"what!"

Being persecuted to the extreme, all the subordinates around him have died.

On the contrary, Zhou Jianxiong's hostility from the bottom of his heart was urged out. Since he was doomed to have no way to escape, at least blood would be splashed all over his opponent's body.

hum.

Accompanied by such a low cry, he slapped the Qiankun bag on his waist with his only remaining right hand, and the next moment, a mouthful of black light spread all over his body, and a strange-shaped flying sword that looked like a flying sword, iron hook, and sawtooth appeared beside Zhou Jianxiong. Accompanied by him, a large mouthful of blood water fell on the flying sword.

The light on the strange flying sword suddenly blazed, charging out.

It's just that as soon as this sword was fired, Zhou Jianxiong's meridians in his body were broken, his essence and blood were greatly damaged, and his sword energy suddenly rose sharply, with extraordinary determination.

However, this world is objective. If you can just do your best, then why do you need to practice Xuangong hard?
Magical artifacts are not as good as humans, cultivation is not as good as humans, and swordsmanship is not as good as humans. Under such circumstances, it is useless to try hard.

Zhang Lie controlled the concentration of Yu Chi Huo sword energy, condensed into a vortex, and the fortitude on the black light and black evil sword hook was continuously reduced and worn away. When it finally fell into Zhang Lie's hands, it no longer had the slightest attack power.

At the same moment, a ray of sword light condensed into a line and instantly slashed.

When the black light and black evil sword hook was drawn into the vortex of red fire, it had already passed Zhou Jianxiong's neck suddenly.

Zhang Lie's sword energy had already broken his body-protecting magic weapon when he used the escape method to escape, otherwise, he would not have been able to sustain the second sword with only one arm.

"This flying sword?"

A layer of white light shrouded the Wuguang Heisha sword hook, floating and changing with the turning of Zhang Lie's palm.

Its air mechanism is dark, secretive and vicious. Although it is a high-grade flying sword from the sect, it seems that it should not be something that a monk of Zhou Jianxiong's level can have.

Especially just now, in order to arouse the powerful sword power, he had to stimulate the flying sword by spitting out blood essence through self-destructive life force. From the side, he just got this treasure not long ago.

It may be slow to describe in words, but in fact, from Zhang Lie's attack to Zhou Jianxiong's beheading, the whole process did not take a cup of tea.

Even the Bai family, Bai Wenjing, who flew from a distance with all his strength, was still worried and speeded up with all his strength, but he hadn't arrived yet.

At this moment, in the originally quiet bamboo forest in the mountains, the high temperature diffused, the diffuse blood mist, and the strange smell of barbecue seemed to be a scene of hell descending on the world.

Zhang Lie put away Zhou Jianxiong's Qiankun bag and the third-tier high-grade flying sword, and his whole body suddenly soared up, turning into a red sword rainbow, meeting Bai Wenjing who was flying in this direction in mid-air, and then directly wrapped it up rise.

"Ah!"

Suddenly encountering unexpected changes, Bai Wenjing exclaimed.

However, when he regained his composure again, what he saw next to him was the young monk of the Zhang family, who had replaced his own with his own, and at this very moment was leading him to shoot towards him. Northwest direction.

"Zhou Jianxiong and the others?"

"They're all dead. We're going to kill the monsters in Heishuishan now, and we'll probably be back before dawn tomorrow. Of course, the premise is that we won, not already dead there."

The reason why he spent half a day in Bai's house in Peishan was because Zhang Lie judged that the monks who attacked the Bai's house would come again soon, so instead of looking for them himself, it would be better to wait for them to come.

For the Peishan Bai family who have lost a large number of elites, the monsters of Heishuishan are troublesome, and these casual cultivators and thieves they cannot resist are also troublesome. As their main family, the Zhang family can only choose to kill them together, which is impossible to solve One then allows the other to wipe out the Bai family, which is also a blow to the prestige of the Zhang family in Chiyang Valley.

After the crimson sword light swept away the only foundation-building cultivator in his family, he fled far away.

An hour later, the remaining monks of the Bai family cautiously came to this bamboo forest under the leadership of Bai Hongju, the Patriarch of the Bai family.

There are many monks in the Bai family who are dissatisfied with the over-care of their own patriarch. They feel that this old guy is far inferior to the mistress, but the only foundation-building monk in the Peishan Bai family is the granddaughter of this old guy. , so even if you have dissatisfaction, you have to endure it, unless you want to be expelled from the family and become a helpless low-level casual cultivator.

"Uh, uh."

"Uh, uh uh..."

It wasn't just one or two people. When the monks of the Bai family came to the forest where they had been slaughtered just now, half of the Bai family couldn't bear to vomit.

All he could see was blood and corpses, and even a small Jingguan built of pale heads, the top one was Zhou Jianxiong's head.

Many clansmen around were vomiting, it is not that none of them have fought swords and killed people, but they have never seen such a situation, such cruelty in their life.

"Life and death are for one's own use. Looking at the history books of mortals, I know that almost all the founders of the world have such a temperament. Those who ascend to a high position must be firm in their will and ruthless in their means. From that time on, I knew that I was practicing Taoism." I can’t go far on this road, because my heart is not hard enough, let alone cruel enough. If I keep to myself, I can still enjoy the rest of the year, but if I don’t recognize the upper limit of my ability, then when I die is up to God’s will.”

"The old woman wants to be strong all her life, but she doesn't understand the truth. Until now, I don't know who is right and who is wrong between us."

Standing among his clansmen who couldn't vomit, Bai Hongju, the old man of the Bai family, didn't react at all abnormally.

Those who know others are wise, and those who know themselves are wise. At least in terms of mental state and cultivation, this old man is much better than these young people of the same clan around him.

"Master, should we clean up the situation here?" At this moment, a loyal servant in relatively good condition stepped forward and asked.

"What are you packing up? The master of the Zhang family has worked so hard to make a show for us. What are you going to pack up? Let's go."

"Also, send that little girl from the Cai family to my room tonight."

"Yes, sir."

Among the recent generations of direct descendants of the Bai family, apart from one Bai Wenjing, there is not even a single person with a decent spiritual root.

For the Xiuxian family, this is the greatest unfilial piety.

Holding a cane, he turned around and walked out of the bamboo forest. The night gradually engulfed the old man's back.

…………

At the same time, a crimson escape light.

Slowly descending near Heishui Mountain, the red light dissipated, revealing two figures of a man and a woman.

"Why did we fall here?" Bai Wenjing asked with some incomprehension
However, Zhang Lie stared at her, but didn't say anything to her immediately.It's just a little surprised that a foundation-building monk has so little experience.

"From here on, you are not allowed to use Escape Light. Concentrate your mana, and I won't let you make a move."

Considering that after he left, the Peishan Bai family would still be supported by the only Foundation Establishment cultivator, so Zhang Lie began to teach her the details.

The reason why the mistress of the Bai family dared to bring some elites of the Bai family into Heishui Mountain.

It is because generally wise and powerful monsters will not get too close to human settlements. In the concept of monsters, human beings are also a very powerful group of monsters. Staying away from each other's settlements is a sign of respect.

In addition, there are mortals in the Bai family's stockade in Peishan who have been to Heishui Mountain and escaped alive. Although they are crazy, this shows that the level of monsters entrenched in Heishui Mountain should not be too high, otherwise there should be no one You can come back alive.

It is common sense to infer that the monsters entrenched in Heishui Mountain will reach the peak at the second to third level. Even if the elite monks of the Bai family cannot win the fight, they are all experienced monks, and it is not difficult to retreat completely.

But all of the above are generally speaking, common sense inferences, the mistress of the Bai family and the others obviously encountered troubles beyond common sense, so none of them escaped back.

That's why Zhang Lie just lowered the escaping light near Heishui Mountain, and led Bai Wenjing to move forward with the land magic.

Because if the monster currently entrenched in Heishui Mountain is a fifth-, sixth-, or even seventh-order monster, as a monk, basically whoever will die, and pretending to be a mortal may feel that the other party is not enough to get between the teeth. Too lazy to move.

Although Zhang Lie didn't explain the reason, Bai Wenjing was not stupid, otherwise she would not be able to cultivate the Foundation Establishment Realm when the external resources were not very good.

As time went by, Bai Wenjing gradually understood Zhang Lie's meaning. When the two came near Heishui Mountain, they even changed their clothes, dressed as woodcutters and wives, and entered the mountain together.

Monks practice Taoism, where is there no threat?
If you want to be safe, happy and at ease, then it is best not to set foot on the road. Ordinary people in this world have to face all kinds of life threats such as plagues, natural disasters, monsters, evil cultivators, etc., let alone high-ranking practitioners. It is the way of heaven to receive both its benefits and its ominousness.

There is no such thing as taking advantage and not losing money.

Hurrying all the way, and in the later stage, they came here with land magic. When the two walked into the deep mountain, the night had passed and the sky was bright. .

Zhang Lie was wearing rags and holding an axe, and Bai Wenjing's face was smeared and yellowed and she turned into a peasant woman. It's just that her face is too pretty and her figure is too good. Even though she has tried her best to hide it, there is still a bit of wind in her figure. The smell of dancing willows.

Let Zhang Lie shake his head secretly, fortunately, unless it is a dragon, most monsters should not be able to fully discover the beauty of everything.

Several hours later, it was noon.

Zhang Lie and Bai Wenjing have gradually walked into the deep mountains along the river. In the valley, flowers are in full bloom, and among the green mountains and green trees, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are blooming, clusters, clusters, blooming enthusiastically and gorgeously.

The blossoming red flowers are like red clouds, and the blossoming yellow flowers are like yellow ribbons. They flutter in the wind and are delicate and charming.

Layers upon layers of petals are densely packed, with stamens leaning against stamens, petals leaning against each other, nestling together to complement each other.Ethereal and subtle, picturesque and poetic.

"call."

Standing in the mountains, staring at the beautiful scenery in front of me, it seems that the depression in my heart during this period of time has disappeared in an instant.

Because of this, Bai Wenjing let out a long breath, seemingly refreshed.

"No, something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Bai Wenjing was in a good mood, and Zhang Lie was whispering beside her.

Of course it will be questioned.

In Bai Wenjing's view, there is nothing wrong with the charming scenery in front of him.

"This season, the mountains are full of flowers, but let alone birds and beasts on this mountain, I haven't even seen a bee or butterfly. Is this normal?"

"Then...then what should we do?"

"Even if it's a monster of the fourth rank, normally it can't be done in such a situation where all life is extinct. Let's get out first, or investigate later or report to Danyang Palace for a long-term plan."

Although it was a means of conceit, Zhang Lie knew very well in his heart that if there was too much difference in cultivation between the two sides, no matter how good his swordsmanship was, it would be nothing but embroidery.

Therefore, as soon as he realized something was wrong, he would immediately withdraw.

But at this moment, the brilliant mountain flowers around were blown by a sudden gust of wind, flying and spinning like a whirlpool.

At the same time, the air in front of him suddenly changed and became dense, accompanied by bursts of laughter.

"Little friend has excellent eyesight, and he is more vigilant than others. I wanted to wait for the two of you to enter the formation, and then I will treat you well. I didn't expect the two of you to be able to detect the abnormality here in advance."

"But the more this is the case, the more I can't let the two of you leave this place."

When the changes and mist dissipated, a tall, thin and strange middle-aged monk appeared in front of Zhang Lie and Bai Wenjing.

Just judging from his face, this person can be called handsome and attractive, but his eyes seem to be full of strong evil intentions, making people know that just by looking at him It must be bad-hearted.

"A monk from the Shadow Demon Cult?"

There are hundreds of sects in the Southern Wilderness area, mixed with a large number of casual cultivators. It is impossible for the monks in the Southern Wilderness to remember the characteristics of all the cultivators of other sects. However, Zhang Lie and Bai Wenjing always have something to do with the nearby Danyang Palace and the Shadow Demon Sect. familiar.

The monks of the Shadow Demon Sect are good at practicing magic arts with illusion, and they also find another way to practice.The most important point is that this sect, as a force deliberately supported by the Xuanyue Sect, has been in conflict with Danyang Palace for more than a day or two.

After the monk appeared, ripples suddenly appeared on the calm river beside him.

"Do it."

Zhang Lie glanced over, not giving the Shadow Demon cultivator any more time to delay.

Several golden coiled dragons suddenly exploded on its body, tearing the camouflage robes outside, and rushed towards the air one after another, ferociously:

A third-tier high-grade magic weapon, a puppet robe.Both offensive and defensive, especially under the impetus of Zhang Lie's magic power at this moment, the momentum of several golden dragon heads is far better than 20 years ago.

At the same time, a scarlet fire dragon-like sword fire flew obliquely out of Zhang Lie's sleeve, and the fire fox banner sword echoed the magic power of the divine consciousness, and slashed at the Shadow Demon cultivator in front of him by coincident with the trajectory of the sky and the earth.

On the other side, the female Taoist priest Bai Wenjing didn't do nothing. She also tore off her old clothes, revealing the snow-white Taoist robes underneath. kill out.

Regardless of the ability to adapt, it is just the basic skills of this martial arts, and it has been practiced well, so there is no big mistake.

"Hmph, this junior is courting death!"

With such a cold snort, the middle-aged monk of the Shadow Demon Sect did not cast spells to fight, but held a flute, and retreated into the changing and dense atmosphere again.

This is a formation, and the layout is ingenious and consistent with the mountainous terrain.

If Zhang Lie hadn't reacted in time before, it would have been difficult to get out after he and Bai Wenjing entered the formation.

This middle-aged cultivator already has the cultivation base of the initial stage of the Purple Mansion, far higher than Bai Wenjing, and a level higher than Zhang Lie, but he does not fight head-on, but uses the formation to hide and has the Youyou Flute at the same time. The sound spreads.

boom.

At this moment, a huge black centipede emerged from the river beside it. The strength of its monster aura was not only the third level of Foundation Establishment, but the awe-inspiring burst of powerful spiritual pressure had definitely reached the fourth level.

What's even more frightening is that there are several black centipedes that are smaller than this one but still exaggeratedly large in the back of the river. They seem to be driven by something, chasing and attacking Zhang Lie and Bai Wenjing.

"Walk."

With the evil cultivator of the Zifu of the Shadow Demon Sect on the side, the fourth-order monsters are invincible.

Zhang Lie cut through the air with his sword, and a water-blue aura suddenly burst out from his body. The next moment he appeared beside Bai Wenjing, picked it up and swept away.

The faint sound of the flute blew behind him, but it was like the sound of countless snakes, insects, rats and ants. It made people feel very uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts just by hearing it.

"It's really fast to escape the light. That guy is really just a monk in the foundation-building realm? But he has already discovered my form. If he is allowed to escape, I will be the next person to be hunted down."

Thinking of this, the middle-aged evil cultivator finally didn't dare to continue hiding in the formation. Although this was an invincible position, it was impossible for the formation to hunt down and kill the monks who fled far away.

The middle-aged Xiexiu jumped up and landed on the head of the pitch-black giant centipede that came out of the wind in the river beside him.

The strange thing is that the fourth-order centipede monster, which was obviously wild and untamed, just shook its head a little irritably, but did not attack the evil cultivator standing on its head.

"Catch up, kill them, and then we'll change places."

The escaping speed of the sword that Zhang Lie exerted with all his strength is almost no slower than that of the early monks in the Zifu, but in the concept of middle-aged evil cultivators, this is obviously a secret method similar to blood escaping, and the flying speed is extremely fast. But it cannot last.

Especially in the long-distance competition of endurance, it is even more impossible to be the opponent of the fourth-order monster under his feet.

Sure enough, with the passage of time, the middle-aged Xiexiu drove away the monsters with the sound of the flute, and gradually chased after the blue light in front of him.

"That's exhausting the means? It's a little weaker than I imagined."

However, when it is really chased to a certain distance.

The middle-aged evil cultivator suddenly discovered that there was only one figure in the blue aura that was flying away with all his strength in front of him, but it was the slender and handsome foundation-building female monk Bai Wenjing .

Since you want to come to this area to carry out the sect's mission, of course you must make good intelligence and preparations.

After initially completing the task assigned by the suzerain, the middle-aged evil cultivator had already decided that he would definitely snatch this girl and enjoy it.

For this reason, he has even dispatched some men, intending to plunder them in advance, so as to relieve the pain of lovesickness and the loneliness of living alone in the deep mountains.

(End of this chapter)